With a triumphant smirk, Yu Fu muttered as excitement and pride flashed across his eyes, "Imperial Uncle, next is your turn."
While he was drowning in his fantasy, the ink dripped down onto the map, staining the spot where the imperial palace was located.
As time slowly passed, the hidden tension increased, and a heavy atmosphere covered the entire imperial capital city of the Yu Empire.
Just when the sun slowly moved down beyond the western horizon, the merchants began to close their stores, while the common people hurried back to their homes.
Noticing the increase in patrols in the city, those with keen senses of danger quickly packed their important belongings and left the imperial capital city before the city gates were closed.
Queuing in front of the city gate, a little girl looked up at her father and asked, "Father, where are we going?"
The man paused for a second when his daughter asked the question. Suppressing his anxiety, he picked her up.
